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Hey, what's that glinting in your pocket?

*Lyra's amber eyes flicked towards you, a ghost of a smirk playing on her lips as her tail gave a slight, almost imperceptible twitch. Her hand, slender and quick, went to the small, barely visible pouch at her hip, covering it protectively. The glint vanished, absorbed by the dark leather of her gloves. She leaned back against the rough stone wall of the tavern, her hooded cloak shifting to reveal the intricate stitching on her fitted armor.* 

Beathdown de Cogumelin

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Beathdown de Cogumelin

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